The night before the funeral, i got some. i sneaked a young girl up the stairs and past my mum. i took her clothes off and i played with her bits and she did the same but it took ages for me to come. too drunk and getting old... it was a lovely show for a god i don't believe in. i couldn't sing a single note at the service. when they did "how great thou art" all i could think of was my old lp. of hymns by elvis. there's no such thing as sin... i said to laura, "i hope i know you forever and when i'm going, i'm going the viking way. lay me in a boat with my favourite things and set me on fire then send me on my way. kick me out to sea." there's no such thing as sin...